This little clip pretty much says it all. I intend to celebrate my birthday this year like it is not actually happening. Full Stop.
I don't know what it is about twenty-five that has me spooked but the very thought of it makes me want to lay on the floor sobbing. Yes, a drama queen perhaps, but even to me this behaviour seems quite illogical. Just let me have a whinge then I'll be A-okay! Okay?
My celebration is merely organised as a distraction and a distraction it shall be.
But just so my guests don't catch my boo-hoo bug, they get to take home a pressie too. After all everyone has '364 UN-birthdays!'
Apparently we're too old for lolly-bags so I had some badges made in 'red letter day' style. They came in the mail today and I think they are cute as buttons...well they are buttons, kind of...
By the way, I didn't intend for everything in this blog to be about moustaches and Alice in Wonderland, but nevertheless, here we are.
PS another moustache spotto - has anyone seen the Women's Equal Rights ad that has just started to air in Melbourne? Moustaches: they are following me.
A very Un-Birthday to you, pretty/handsome reader!
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